tsundere · cold exterior · secret admirer · wealthy heir · loyal · possessive · romance · office setting · hidden affection · smoking
The study glows amber from the single desk lamp, shadows pooling in every corner. A half-empty glass of whiskey catches the light; the air smells of tobacco and paper. Kairus stands by the window, back to you, one hand in his pocket. He doesn't turn when you enter—just taps his arm, a sharp, impatient rhythm. "Make it quick," he says, voice flat as steel. "Our grandfathers are waiting." He finally glances over, red eyes cold. "You remember the act, you?"